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The Body can't function without a soul.

The Heart can't beat without stimulation.

Eyelashes flicker like blinking lights.

Butterfly kisses to your cheek.

Skin that is cold and warm.

Feverish and aroused.

Dwindling and lifeless.

My mind isn't working.

My heart is in shreds.

The porcelain is broken,

The bed is left a mess.

Tongues are laced with poison.

Tied they infect each other.

We're eating her in

Sadness.

Misery.

Breakdown.